I’m very proud to have a story in this anthology, edited by Kristina Wright filled with sexy stories both old fashioned and modern day fairytales all kinked up a little bit! I’m also really excited that I’m able to giveaway a print copy of this book to my readers so you can enjoy some naughty night time reading! First though, a bit about the book and my story in it.
Cathy Yardley, author of Crave: The Seduction of Snow White, introduces this compilation of enticing out-of-this-world erotic romance.
My story in A Princess Bound is Black of Knight, features a Dragon’s daughter, a kidnap and a rescue. All standard fairy tale fodder yet with a seriously sexy twist. Here’s an excerpt:
“You eclipse all others, Dragon Daughter.”
“Thank you, m’lord. But you have me at a disadvantage. You know me yet I do not know how to address you.”
“I am the Black Knight and I am here to rescue you.”
A gasp echoed around the room as every lady still standing lifted her hand to cover the escaped noise of fear. “I don’t think you are, you scourge!” The knight before me, Percy I think he was called, gallantly stood his ground.
“Oh, I am, dear sir, I am.” The Black Knight laughed and pulled on his Stallion’s reins, the animal reared up and the knights that surrounded me ducked and dived to avoid flailing hooves. I stood perfectly still, unafraid and fascinated by what might happen next. As swiftly as the kingfisher grabs its prey the Black Knight turned his steed, reached down and hooked an arm around my waist. He lifted me up with little effort and placed me side-saddle on the seat before him.
“Cheerio,” he yelled with joy in his voice and we sped off out of the castle and into the night. I held on to his arm as we charged along and tried to get a hold of my emotions. I was certainly scared. The man was strong, charismatic and somewhat menacing. He had kidnapped a princess. But he had said he was rescuing me, and he mentioned my real name so maybe he wasn’t all bad.
I did not know that for sure, though. I could not see him, the night was clouded and when I looked between the gap in his visor all I saw was darkness. He did not speak, but I understood why. His steed was strong, but it carried two bodies through a maze of uneven ground and deep into the forest. He needed his concentration.
I was glad when we came to a stop as I was chilled to the bone. My hair had offered some little warmth but my dancing gown had not.
“Step inside here, Dragon Daughter, we will rest.”
He led me into a cave where I found a stone and sat. My knees wobbled beneath me. He left to see to the horse, like any good master would, and when he returned he took off his helmet and breastplate and set to work lighting a fire. His hair was jet black, darker than the night and his eyes shone like the sapphires I cherished most in my father’s collection.
He said nothing more and all my words seemed lost inside me. I watched as he skilfully lay the wood for a fire, which I noted had been stored at the back of the cave. This man had not kidnapped me on a whim. His body had muscle and warmth, his shoulders were wide, his girth was great. He was made of hard muscle and my loins- that had lain dormant so long- came alive.
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